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Their Drone
Obediant to the b0ne.
Obediant to the b0ne.
Oh! You child like overgrown dr0ne...
Stand up.
Sit down.
Stay were you are told. . .
You are here for every pers0n to command . . .
And as an0ther part of you dies with every demand
listen well to everyöne. . .
And pehaps s0meday you will hear a job well döne.
Obediant to the b0ne.
Oh! You child like overgrown dr0ne...
Stand up.
Sit down.
Stay were you are told. . .
You are here for every pers0n to command . . .
And as an0ther part of you dies with every demand
listen well to everyöne. . .
And pehaps s0meday you will hear a job well döne.
Published 29th Oct 2012
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29th Oct 2012 9:05am
29th Oct 2012 9:45am
8th Dec 2012 8:24pm
excellent analogy of the conditioning of the youth. Short and to the point, well written, well said.
15th Dec 2012 8:36am
19th Mar 2015 6:33pm
I got to have this piece in my reading list.
This is a very powerful piece.
I refused to be their drones many moons ago... I'm better off as a cyborg. It's badass.
Very skillfully right my friend ...
(^,..,^)
Darker.
This is a very powerful piece.
I refused to be their drones many moons ago... I'm better off as a cyborg. It's badass.
Very skillfully right my friend ...
(^,..,^)
Darker.
